The Uniform of Sacrifice

Upon me is a garment, unlike any other. An entity that I share, with my sister and my brother. Worn on the battlefield, and when ever were, at home. A representation of our strength, where ever place we roam. Another part of my being, like my character, from within. Becoming a dear close friend, that truly knows, what I done, and where I been. An a reminder to those, whom never been, a participant, to a war. The price for life, paid for freedom, of soldiers, who truly been there before. Of soldiers, not thinking twice, getting dressed in uniform attire. Fighting for freedom, till the end, while under extreme enemy fire. So, please pay your absolute respects, when a uniform soldier, is ever near. He or she does, what they do, for country, despite their hardship, and their fear.